Luyện nghe bài hát Ricky Ticky Toc

Once you my name out
Things will never be the
They should have let us
Get off foot in this

Ever since I was introduced to rap
I been a screw like Bishop and Juice
I could lose it at any
who know me know it

So probaly told you go with the flow
Just so that I don't and
Have another episode I let it go
As far as the one Benzino did

I'm waitin' for next beef
I'm cocked, and loaded
I'm ready to go so bad I'm bananas
My dick's so hard Nicole could
Use it to pole vault with

Oh, shit! I when she was still bloated
Before they cut her stomach and lypo'ed it
Anybody I throw flames at gets a name, it's a
'Cause they know that they don't the same
It's a what people do for ten minutes of fame

Everyday, it's the same
in this game try to buddy, buddy us
Just to get close enough to us
Everybody just wants to have to do with that
all tryin' to get that stamp

They after that Shady, money
It's a monopoly
They probably now finally
how to rob fully
50 Cent was like a fuckin' for me
And Dre, it's we hit the fuckin' lottery

And a damn slot machine at the same as each other
Why the you think we ride like we brothers
When we rhyme each other?
In time we discovered that we have more in
Then we with each other
Both of our mothers

Our ain't want us
What was with us, was it our fault
'Cause we started God doesn't love us
Two odd
Who happened to meet at the right time
What a 'cause when 50 got shot up in Jamaica Queens
I remember the call up at Chung King 'cause

Big L had just got popped just a before
If 50 lives, he's gettin' dropped Columbia
Two years later me and Doc had to come and
That's when he up a number one
And we ain't gonna stop if you wonderin'
Even if I'm the gun

You gotta agree all the time with me
Or see eye to eye
There'll be animosity between you and I
But see the difference is if it is I give a shit

Still gonna motherfuckin' business as usual
Ego's aside I bruise 'em all
Swallow your pride 'fore I step on it shoes you call
Nike's, Earthlings, how do you these?
You gotta love 'em, look at the bottom of 'em, like cleats

Stompin', I rompin'
Since Tim Dogg was hollerin' 'Fuck
I was whilin',
Back when they was still makin' Maxell
I wasn't raps Elvis yet

tells us that
Any doubts in your that seals the shit
Ricky Toc, Ticky Ticky Toc
Still with the Diggy Diggy Doc, Diggy Doc
And ya don't